Heya! So we are almost a week into the Games and already nearly half the tributes are dead! Once again, you might have noticed a change in the arena and for those of you who know the TV show/film will probably sigh and kick yourself as you discover what the new arena is.

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County 8 – Star Black (13)

I don't get it. There must be some motive that the Gamemakers have for changing the arenas. Once again, I have only just come around after the ground started to move and I blacked out. My first thought is that I was dying, the first time it happened after there were 50 tributes dead, five days ago. Can ten tributes really have died in the space of 5 days? It makes me feel so much more secure that I have managed to survive those five days. As definitely in the younger category of tributes and no training, I thought I was a bloodbath for sure.

But I'm not and I suppose I should be grateful for that. Every day I think about my father and how he died, I don't want to know. Getting to see his funeral and pay my last respects was something that I am very grateful to Katniss and Peeta for, Enobaria couldn't have cared less, she is a heartless woman and I am glad to be out of her reach.

I survey the area around me; there must be a message from Caesar Flickerman coming soon, as he did the last time the arena changed. I am surrounded by dense forest, near a pool. That's nice of the Gamemakers. There is a steep bank on the other side, mud that is dry at the moment but rain could come at any time. The trees are high and thin and they block out most of the light, finally some shade. Then there is my outfit. I don't quite know what I think about it, I think I quite like it. Its jet black, the same kind of material and feel that the original tribute outfits had. But this outfit had flecks of orange on it, almost as if they are pieces of metal that are on the outfit but they are sewn in, they are definitely not added extras as I try that out.

"Remaining 40 tributes of the final Hunger Games!" Caesar's voice booms out, as I predicted. "As you have probably realised, the arena has changed once more. The outfit you are now wearing, once more gives you a hint as to what the next arena will be, but as per usual, does not indicate when it will come. Can you guess? You have now experienced the Rosebowl Arena, Teletubby Land. Welcome ladies and gentlemen, to Tracy Island."

Somewhere, deep in the back of my memory from reading about the history of Panem, I recognise the name. It's a shame I can't ask Enobaria and Peter, they might have known something about it. As I tune my ears to the new arena, I can hear crickets chirping and perhaps some birds overhead. That means there is going to be food somewhere. Of course I cannot bring myself to eat any of the animals, that is a form of cannibalism in itself. But the animals have to feed themselves somehow, therefore they can show me how to as well.

County 6 – Sunday Telford (16)

I've got a good feeling about today. There is something in the air that tells me that there is going to be blood flowing in the arena. We are still trying to recover slightly from the change in the arena and, infuriatingly, the Cornucopia has disappeared. We still have all our belongings, but the golden horn that is our base, the thing that makes us stand out, has gone. Now anyone could hold that as a fort. There have been tributes that have been known to take over the Cornucopia, not just the Careers. What will happen then? More blood, that's what. I smile as I think of all the blood that could flow, the life draining out of eyes and a step closer to me getting out of here.

The trees are making good targets and the fact that they are so thin, means that I can focus my attention on specific rings in the trees. I pull back the string of my bow I got from the Cornucopia, all of us Careers got exactly what we wanted in terms of weapons and we had sufficient food as well as weapons. Well that was until the food started to run out, there wasn't exactly enough food to last us all five days, it was perhaps a mercy that Aelius died, one less mouth to feed. Normally in previous Games, I have seen tributes mourn the loss of their fellow county or district tribute, but not Seph. I think she does feel sad but she doesn't want to show it, she is our leader after all.

Talking of the girl, she is sitting on one of the stumps we have in the clearing we found ourselves in. she surveys the surrounding area and smiles. "The rest of the tributes are probably disorientated and confused, not really prepared if anyone attacks them." She stands and looks at all of us, the other five of us are now looking at her with an intense curiosity. "I propose we go hunting."

There are several murmurs of agreement. "Tributes." Electron growls and I almost jump slightly.

I have to admit it, not many things scare me, but Electron does. I mean, I know I shouldn't, he's only 13 and therefore I should be superior in many respects, but I'm not. He scares the living daylight out of me, actually quite a few of us. If he was the same age as Seph, I think he would be the pack leader but as he's the youngest, he really can't be. I know that I don't want to live to see him carry out his threat. He's promised us that we'll regret it if we make him angry. And seeing the way he acted with all the dead tributes at the bloodbath, a complete lunatic, I don't want to.

I nod in assent. "Sounds like a great idea. We can go looking for food and tributes, that way we are all satisfied."

As if to prove my point further, Electron licks his lips and nods as someone's stomach rumbles. Seph picks up a couple of knives and steadies them in her hands. "Right, we know that there aren't any tributes around here and they have no idea where we are now we don't have the Cornucopia so only take what you need." We all scrabble to collect our weapons and I put my bow back into my arrow quiver. She nods as we already ourselves. "Right, let's go."

Yes, let's.

County 10 – Kalli Censura (16)

The Careers really are as stupid as they look. That Aroda girl just presumed that the rest of the tributes were too chicken to come anywhere near them. They haven't even laid a trap like the group from the 74th had. You would have thought that having watched years of Games, they might actually have learnt something about leaving things around. They should have learnt that there are tributes that have learnt to camouflage themselves near where the Careers are in anticipation of their leaving for hunting.

We are going against the grain of tributes, but then again, we are the anti-Careers. When I say we, I mean me, Cyan from 14 and Sofee from 1. They are actually fair company and it's the one thing that I have been thankful to my mother for training me so hard, they have been eager to learn the tricks of the trade, of being good. They never once have denied their skills but they know that I am superior in that area. It is a mutual hatred of the Capitol and what has happened to us as a result of living there; it wasn't exactly as if it was our fault.

I am the undisputed leader of the alliance, we didn't really decide it amongst ourselves but the other two just seem to look to me for leadership which I am happy to provide. I know that it would be stupid to try and go straight away and so we wait, we wait a good hour so, keeping an eye out for any returners before I nod to the other two who are hidden behind trees. We've been tracking the alliance since we saw that poor Gina girl get mutilated by that Whaldron terror from 16, the poor girl screamed as she died, we stayed with her but that was all we could do, offer some comfort in her last few moments. Now it is time for payback. We know they haven't left any traps as the Careers have been walking about all over the place as casually as anything.

We approach the camp still with a degree of caution. As we have been on watch for so long, there is a chance that the Careers could come back any minute. "Look at all this stuff!" I whisper excitedly. "Grab some backpacks and your favoured weapons before getting out of here."

The other two nod and Cyan carefully conceals the bow and arrows that we managed to salvage from the bloodbath, in a tree before picking up a spear and testing it, smiling with satisfaction. I grab throwing knives, I can hit targets from up to 50m away and I see Sofee rooting around for blow darts or a dagger. I have seen her use them, she's deadly and perhaps she can use the berries we now have around us as poison.

Once we have satisfactorily bled the Careers of enough so that they might not notice but enough so that we have supplies for at least another three or four days, we head back off again. We have done well by ourselves and this could mar the start of the Careers downfall. Long live the anti-Careers!

County 11 – Felix Rell (17)

I've been alone since Lest died, that was three days ago. How can three days be made to seem so much longer? Every minute seems to last an hour and every hour seems to last a day. When will this hell end? Is it worth me even trying to stay another few days? Can I outlive the 39 other tributes still living?

It has been no fun living here for the last few days, at least Lest kept me on my toes and we had a good few laughs together, she was worth allying for just so I had someone to talk to for a few days. I want to pull another prank. But all I have is this one backpack and sword which I killed Aelius with. Somehow, even with all the cleaning of the weapon, I seem to still be able to see the blood that came out of his body when I pulled out the sword. I can still picture his face, the guy who tried to kill me but I ended up killing. Does that make it okay?

I like the new arena, there is something about it that seems to remind me of home, well the parks of the Capitol at least. There, I could go walking about and I could pull numerous pranks just by using the trees around me.

"Does anyone else hear someone around here?" Oh no, they've heard me. And there's no shelter in this place. It's just an expanse of forest with trees that are as thing as your fingers.

There is a murmur of agreement. "I definitely heard something over there."

And yes, their footsteps are coming towards me. All I can do is run. Not even that, I need to stand my ground. It's good that I'm m going down against the Careers, a worthy opponent to fight. So I ready my sword and stand my ground. The first person to step through into the clearing is a girl with strangely green and brown hair, clearly the dye that had been put in there is wearing out. She stops as she sees me and cocks her head to one side.

"Who are you?" She asks, her curiosity piqued.

I shrug. "Felix Rell, county 11. Who are you?"

She mimics me in her shrug. "Sunday Telford, county 6. The person who's going to kill you."

I take a deep breath and ready my sword. Can I kill a girl? "Not if I can help it." I reply evenly.

As she steadies her bow and arrow, so I steady my sword. And we both let go of our weapons. At each other.

Ow, that really hurts. I can feel the blood seeping down my chest as the pain starts really spread. It is as if someone has hit me in the chest over and over again and is trying to kill me. Oh wait, the last thing I see is the same Sunday girl collapse. Perhaps in my final moments, I spared her a more horrendous death at the hands of a nastier other.

County 5 – Vihn Duong (18)

The four of us look up as we see two cannons go in synchronisation. That probably means that something happened, one of those really weird times when two people die at the same time, it has not been unknown to happen. I concentrate on the knots that I am tying with the branches of vines that I have found in the place we have found ourselves after the arena changed.

We didn't realise that we were so close to the edge of the arena. We are on a sandy beach with golden sands stretching to our left and right as far as the eye can see, or at least it goes around the corner. The sea is a sparkling blue and looks so tempting but we know that this is an arena, the chance of it not being something that is not water or being infested with mutts of some form or other is rather high. So we are waiting until hopefully a sponsor sends us something to test whether the 'water' is safe for us to use as both a drinking source as well as a cooler from the heat that is beating down on us. We are on the edge of the beach, just in the shade of the trees.

It is getting towards sundown and we all sit on the edge of the forest, watching the different colours come into the sky. I have always loved sunsets; there is something about them that is so pleasing and relaxing when you have had a long, hard day practising. That is what I found at the very least. Our alliance is one of those few things that I actually am glad of in this arena. Alexis is a talented girl and while she seems to have this obsession with finding her one of her county partners, Philip, she is fun and a good influence to have around. Liam is a soft influence in the group, a leader of sorts and we have good chats about the Capitol and the districts, it is interesting to see it from another perspective, impressive that he has managed to live in both. Novin, now to be honest, he is the one that I don't trust. He seems to be open and friendly but there is a glint in his eye that makes me doubt his motives. I will have to keep an eye on him if I am to fully gain the trust of my new allies.

Night has fallen and the anthem blares out, breaking the peace and tranquillity that we had just been experiencing. Well, you can't have everything in the Games. The first face to appear is that of Sunday Telford, county 6. The FR11 brings a smile and small cheer from Novin but this is quickly dropped as we see the face of Sunday's killer come straight up after her. My suspicions are confirmed as to the nature of their deaths when ST06 appears below his face.

Two more gone, 37 tributes to go before I can go home.

RIP to the following dead tributes:

County 6 - SUNDAY TELFORD - Felix Rell

County 11 - FELIX RELL - Sunday Telford

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